Evelyn Judy Buehler Poet Rhyme

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A Country School

A quaint, one room, busy place,
Full of good old southern grace,
Lay to the east of Hawthorn Hill,
Somewhat beyond the daffodills.
Over a field and past the cows,
Beneath the deep magnolia boughs;
Beside smooth, clear Crab Creek,
In the shadow of Cheyenne Peak;
Down a tree lined country lane,
Stood the school of Miss Chamberlain.
Here in not such long ago times,
Tykes learned the nursery rhymes;
About a mile from Blackburn Highway,
If you but follow the sun ray.
Besides English, Reading and History--
Eager minds also grasped Rome's glory!
An outstanding nation is our own,
At birth, each future is unknown.
But in said remote, country school,
A future president learned the Golden Rule;
About ten miles south of Chesterton,
Somewhat east of the rising sun.

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Na Na November 28, 2019 at 11:01 PM I closed my eyes an envisioned myself being there. Your words captured every essence of this place. Took me through the woods beyond rivers and through the lovely trees to a place to where lessons were taught and friendships were made. Thanks for sharing this Evelyn, Beautiful words and breathtaking sight. Evelyn Judy Buehler November 28, 2019 at 11:17 PM You're welcome. Thank you so much, Gregory, for your inspiring words. Closing your eyes does sometimes help with the imagery when you're reading a poem. I am so happy to know that my poem took you on a little journey. :)